Today at Oma's, the silverbeet grows...
It won't be long until her potatoes are in flower..
..and perhaps she can harvest a few for some warming soups..
It's cold while we wait. It's also very windy and a little rainy. We're unsettled..
Inside her delicious soup simmers on the stove...
..more soul food and childhood dinnertable memories..
(chicken soup with butter dumplings)
The cookbook was a gift from Oma's mother-in-law back when she was a newly married. MIL had marked an 'x' next to all of those dishes that her only son found pleasing, hence the 'x' on this page.
(I'm wondering what I would think of such a gift..or you?)
Inside, the fire is warming. The ambulance drives away. He is home from hospital.
Tucked up in bed and warm, where he should be. Welcome back, Dad. xx